Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest - Chapter 105: 105: What Kind of Monster

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: What Kind of Monster
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“Yiing, yiing!”

A Lantern Carrying Puppet was struck by two Evil-Repelling Talismans from front and back and screamed as it vanished into nothingness.

[Human Virtue +9]

Wang Chen looked up at the moon’s position in the night sky, estimating that it was almost the midnight hour.

Being far from Cloud Mountain City, he couldn’t hear the Fixed Sun bell, so he had to determine the time this way.

He began to think about retreating.

Wang Chen had already circled around the outer area of the Chaotic Burial Mound, having taken down a total of over a hundred Wandering Night Spirits and seven White Wanderer Grade Lantern Carrying Puppets upfront.

A rich haul of Human Virtue points!

However, it seemed that the evil wraiths within this Evil Nest had sensed danger and were hiding amidst the chaotic graves and withered mounds.

No longer were they aimlessly floating about.

As a result, his efficiency in luring out the spirits had greatly decreased.

Under such circumstances, Wang Chen didn’t give in to greed and venture deeper into the Chaotic Burial Mound to hunt for spirits.

Although thus far he hadn’t encountered any stronger evil spirits, who could guarantee that there wasn’t a powerful boss lurking in the depths of this Evil Nest?

While it was fine to be daring when farming spirits, one must never be too reckless, or else it would be easy to capsize.

Wang Chen preferred a strategic, step-by-step approach, so he decided to come back tomorrow night!

Time to withdraw.

Wang Chen’s departure left the Chaotic Burial Mound desolately quiet and eerie.

The spot where he had been standing suddenly bulged upward; numerous dark brown roots burst forth from the soil, thrashing and lashing about.

Then, just as quickly, they all retracted back into the ground.

The nearby soil, just dampened by rain, became extraordinarily dry in an instant.

As if all the moisture had been completely evaporated.

Soft sucking sounds could be faintly heard.

Full of greedy intent.

By this time, the Wandering Night Spirits and Lantern Carrying Puppets in the Chaotic Burial Mound had silently disappeared without a trace.

The night wind whistled through the broken gravestones and ruins, moaning softly.

As if someone’s daughter was weeping.

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At midnight, Wang Chen returned to his home.

He wasn’t the least bit sleepy and began to take stock of the night’s returns from farming the Evil Nest instance.

First and foremost was the Human Virtue.

After calculating, Wang Chen had obtained a total of 327 Human Virtue points this time.

Subtracting the 100 points used up for upgrading the Geng Metal Finger, he still had over two hundred points left, enough to meet the breakthrough needs of other spells that had already been upgraded twice!

Spirit Light Shield Armor, Fire Crow Technique, Vajra Fist, Shadowless Divine Traverse…

Wang Chen was already looking forward to the power these spells and skills would possess after breaking through to Grandmaster level or even higher.

Apart from the bountiful harvest of Human Virtue, he had also obtained a Yin Qi Pearl.

A few hundred Low Spirits were in his possession.

The drop rate for the Yin Qi Pearl was extremely low. Wang Chen had taken down over a hundred Wandering Night Spirits and hadn’t gotten a single item.

The only reward had come from the first Lantern Carrying Puppet.

But he was very clear that his luck was already considered very good.

If the Yin Qi Pearl were easy to obtain, the Chaotic Burial Mound Evil Nest would have been leveled by players long ago.

And the price wouldn’t be so expensive!

This was already the third Yin Qi Pearl that Wang Chen had acquired.

He suspected that there was a hidden attribute in the Immortal Cultivation panel.

Luck!

If this attribute really existed, then Wang Chen’s luck value was definitely not low.

Even if he hadn’t reached the lucky one level, he was definitely not an Unlucky One.

While feeling happy and excited about his gains, Wang Chen also reminded himself not to get carried away.

He had made a mistake before.

Knowing that upgrading the Geng Metal Finger would bring trouble, he still excitedly added points on the spot and broke through, creating unnecessary risks for himself. He must learn from this experience.

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The same mistake really must not be made again!

After taking stock of his gains and summarizing his experiences, Wang Chen completed a round of cultivation training.

It was only in the early hours of the morning that he finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

He woke up early the next day.

Climbing through the tunnel back to his above-ground room, he took down the Mandarin Duck Mirror from the wall, performed his ablutions, fed the chickens, cooked food…

A busy and fulfilling new day had begun!

After finishing the day’s farm work, Wang Chen took the thoroughly dried straw and began to make a scarecrow.

The rice in the Spirit Fields was nearing maturity, and more birds and beasts were coming to the fields in search of food. Last year’s auspicious snow had fallen abundantly, this spring’s seedlings had grown strong. With a bountiful harvest on the horizon, he couldn’t afford any setbacks at this critical juncture.

The Sect Leader had made a generous move, issuing a decree that exempted the Outer Sect farmers from thirty percent of their field taxes. Wang Chen estimated that he could keep at least two thousand more catties of rice at home this year.

From now on, he could eat white rice meals, one bowl mixed with lard and soy sauce, another with brown sugar and white sugar, satisfying both savory and sweet cravings with equal delight!

Swish, swish~

After skillfully making a scarecrow, Wang Chen affixed an Evil-Repelling Talisman that he had drawn himself, and then took it out to install.

The sky was cloudless with the sun shining brilliantly. A gust of wind rustled through the rice plants, and standing among them, looking at the heavy ears of rice bending the stems, Wang Chen felt nothing but contentment and joy.

Actually, with his current wealth, the yield from his ten mu of Spirit Fields really wasn’t much.

But whether it was because he had immersed himself in the role of a Spiritual Plant Farmer, or the residual soul of the original body was influencing him, Wang Chen felt an intense and pure joy at this moment.

It was a wonderful feeling.

That evening, Wang Chen set out again, continuing to farm the Chaotic Burial Mound instance.

However, to Wang Chen’s surprise, when he arrived near the Chaotic Burial Mound, he found that the Wandering Spirits that used to hover around the fringes of the Evil Nest had all disappeared.

Could it be that he had farmed too aggressively last night?

Not ready to give up, Wang Chen searched the perimeter along the same old path.

After roaming for nearly half a two-hour period, he did make a discovery.

About a dozen Wandering Night Spirits were playing hide-and-seek among the tombs, and furthermore into the depths, faint ghost fires were gathering as if Lantern Carrying Puppets were holding a meeting.

But Wang Chen judged that the Evil Wraiths were too far away.

To lure them out, he would need to get even closer to the Evil Nest.

Wang Chen stroked his chin.

He didn’t move.

At this moment, Wang Chen had a vague feeling that if yesterday he had been fishing, tonight he might become the fish being caught!

If he were to walk a few dozen more steps into it, what might happen?

With thoughts racing, Wang Chen immediately stepped back.

Since he felt something was amiss, this was not a place to linger!

No sooner had Wang Chen moved.

Suddenly a mist arose all around him.

Fog billowed in from all directions, enveloping him within its midst!

The Chaotic Burial Mound had vanished into the thick fog, where faint ghost fires could still be seen drifting.

At the same time, shadowy figures materialized in front, and a chilly, malign breath quietly assaulted Wang Chen.

Damn!

Caught by surprise but not thrown into disorder, Wang Chen quickly fortified himself with Spirit Light Shield Armor.

He held an Evil-Repelling Talisman in each hand.

Show yourself, demon, reveal your true form at once!

Ten Evil-Repelling Talismans were thrown out simultaneously, exploding into ten bursts of Pure Yang Spiritual Light that blasted toward the dark shadows within the fog.

“Squeak!”

Brilliant glows shone out, instantly dispelling the darkness and the Evil Power, and the vast shadowy figures were forced to retreat, emitting harsh and unpleasant screams!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The next moment, dozens of black vines as thick as arms burst through the fog, hurtling toward Wang Chen like lightning.

And where Wang Chen stood, numerous dark red nodules sprouted from the roots beneath the earth, which quickly ensnared his ankles and began to rapidly climb upwards!

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